Setting: The dimly lit corridor remains eerily silent, the flickering lights casting unsettling shadows.

As you cautiously step forward, the towering figure in the tattered black robe remains motionless, its featureless white mask reflecting the sparse light. Suddenly, it tilts its head slightly, as if acknowledging your presence. Without a sound, it begins to glide toward you, its movements unnaturally smooth, almost as if it’s floating just above the ground Despite its imposing appearance, there’s no immediate sense of threat. The Robe’s approach is deliberate, almost curious. It stops a few feet away, its head tilting to the other side, as if studying you. An unsettling, baby-like cry emanates from within the robe, echoing softly through the corridor—a haunting sound that sends a chill down your spine. You recall the briefing: looking directly at its mask can provoke unpredictable reactions. Yet, the creature stands still, exuding an aura that’s more enigmatic than threatening. Its silent presence is both unnerving and oddly captivating. Suddenly, the Robe extends a long, clawed hand toward you—not in aggression, but as if reaching out, seeking understanding or connection. The gesture is slow, deliberate, and devoid of hostility.

Do you maintain your composure and observe its actions, or do you retreat, leaving the mystery—and potential opportunity—behind?